Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 408 Death in Progress

"Wow!"

Thick, scarlet blood was gushing out in large gulps, much of which was faintly black.

Wu's internal organs are being torn apart and damaged little by little.

“Byd…you old man, how can you be so heartless to your own daughter?” Wu Wang gritted his teeth and looked at Jiang Rou.

He had no doubt that he was sacrificed because he had touched the book or the briefcase, which probably contained some kind of ritual.

Damn it! It even has a deathrattle effect after death.

But if I don't come in, the person who comes into contact with these two things will definitely be Jiang Rou.

What was Jiang Sze thinking? Sacrificing his beloved daughter?
Is he crazy?

Or have they completely become believers in suffering?

Do you believe that killing the happiness in your heart will bring you the greatest suffering?

"No...no..."

"If Jiang Szeze is destined to become a believer in suffering and intends to sacrifice happiness, why would he voluntarily choose euthanasia?"

"Shouldn't he have been sacrificed while he was still alive?"

thump--

Wu Wang's knees buckled and he fell forward, landing heavily on the ground.

His knees appeared to have been broken by some force.

Seeing his miserable end.

Jiang Rou, who was standing far away, turned pale with fright.

This was a scene she had never witnessed in her entire life.

Bloodshed, cruelty, and even death crashed into her worldview like a speeding train.

She disregarded Wu Wang's earlier warnings.

He took a step and ran into the room.

He quickly squatted down in front of Wu Wang and tried to help him up.

With trembling lips, she asked with concern, "Sir...sir, what's wrong?"

"What...what should I do? Is this an injury? I...I'll take you to see Doctor Shangguan right now!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Wang suddenly broke free from her arm.

Lying on the ground, she said weakly, "Don't...don't call that doctor."

"I'm just a little... sleepy."

"Just take a nap, and you'll be fine..."

After saying that, Wu Wang's eyelids grew heavier and heavier, his vision became blood red and blurry, and his ears were filled with a buzzing roar, and a feeling of suffocation surged into his heart.

Both eyes, both ears, nasal cavity, and oral cavity.

The bleeding from his seven orifices completely sealed off his senses.

The scarlet liquid left marks on his face like several winding, coiling snakes.

Finally, his arm fell limply to the ground, motionless.

Wu perished; he died.

It took less than a minute from the moment the sacrifice was triggered to the moment of death.

Jiang Rou stood there, stunned.

Looking at Wu Wang, who had completely lost his life.

Her mouth was slightly open, as if she wanted to shout, but no sound came out of her throat no matter what she did.

Having only known happiness since childhood, she had never truly experienced death.

Even the only way to die on the island—euthanasia.

Throughout her life, Jiang Rou had only ever seen her father visit.

In a state of euthanasia, there would be no injuries on the body, and it would be impossible for someone to be vomiting blood like a fountain.

Aside from the moment her father showed a sad expression on his face, Jiang Rou's impression of euthanasia was simply that someone closed their eyes, fell asleep, and would never wake up again.

For her, death was just that level of concept.

But now, Wu Wang's tragic sacrifice has completely shattered the sugary coating of happiness that had been wrapped around his death.

This naked, bloody scene was laid bare before Jiang Rou.

She doesn't understand, she tries to understand, she's afraid to understand.

He kept inhaling air, but didn't exhale.

"Ha ha……"

Finally, Jiang Rou felt as if a raging fire was burning inside her chest, and she could no longer hold back.

The shock of having her worldview shattered finally burst forth from her lips.

"what!!!"

She screamed like a madwoman.

He frantically flipped through the notebook that had fallen next to Wu Wang, as well as the briefcase containing the white coat.

Jiang Rou didn't know what she was looking for.

I don't know what I should do.

Finally, the sight of his hands covered in blood overwhelmed his last shred of reason.

She felt like she could barely breathe.

Just as the brain is about to crash and activate its self-protection mechanism, that is, the moment before fainting.

A hand gently tugged at her sleeve.

A helpless yet mocking voice rang out: "Stop yelling, stop yelling! This is exactly what Han Hong wanted—a high note that could destroy the world!"

"Didn't I already say? I'm just sleepy and want to take a nap. How can anyone sleep with you screaming like that?"

Jiang Rou, who was almost fainting, glanced at Wu Wang, who was lying on the ground talking to her.

My already fragile mental state completely crumbled.

He rolled his eyes and collapsed to the ground unconscious.

Perhaps it is precisely because there is no death or fear here.

Naturally, there was no way to make Jiang Rou understand why she suddenly lost consciousness and her mind went blank.

This situation is commonly known as—seeing a ghost.

Looking at Jiang Rou, who had been so frightened that she suddenly died on the spot and was lying next to him.

Wu Wang rubbed his temples, which were still throbbing with pain.

He slowly stood up from the ground.

The blood on his face and chest had disappeared without him noticing.

After all, it has already been resurrected.

His own blood returned to his body.

Unexpected yet predictable things happened again—

Wu Wang encountered a bug while playing the game again.

The sacrifice was not an audience; as a sacrifice, he should have been at a lower level of the food chain, using his own death and suffering to become a ladder connecting with [suffering].

Of course, in the end, they will probably have to face the Lord of Pain.

There will definitely be a bloodbath (and a big beating) when the time comes, after all, I once outmaneuvered all the believers in His entire town.

However, Wu Wang couldn't die!

Therefore, the sacrificial process got stuck at the last step.

"Drink... Ugh!" Wu Wangchao spat rudely at his feet.

However, what came out was bright red blood.

Yes, he is still being sacrificed.

Because the final step has never been achieved, Wu Wang seems to be in a state of constant sacrifice.

However, perhaps the initial sacrificial ceremony was too strenuous and exhausting, and now the sacrifice is more like a frog being slowly boiled in water.

Wu Wang could feel his internal organs still decaying, but very, very slowly.

Of course, this also means that the pain will continue.

To be honest, if he hadn't already gotten used to death and pain...

This kind of torment is something that most people can't endure.

Oh, perhaps the former Suffering Sister could have done it, but unfortunately she is now the Desire Sister.

How strange, whose fault is this?
Shaking his head, Wu Wang cleared the distracting thoughts from his mind.

He also noticed another problem—

Jiang Rou was not sacrificed.

Yes, in principle, a ritual of sacrifice is not simply about sacrificing a person and that's it.

The ceremony is set up right here; whoever walks in will be unlucky.

At most, it's just a difference between a successful sacrifice and a failed sacrifice.

However, when Jiang Rou walked in just now, in her moment of collapse, she was grabbing her notebook, pulling at her suitcase and white coat.

There was absolutely no sign of her being sacrificed.

This proves that Jiang Sze had set some kind of restriction on her to prevent her from being directly sacrificed.

Sure enough, the father still loves his daughter.

This sacrificial ritual was merely a backup plan to prevent anyone from entering the secret passage before Jiang Rou.

So here's the question—who will come in first?
Who would be interested in the things of an old-fashioned Mediterranean man who lives far from the islanders?

The answer is self-evident.

The only one left was his fellow doctor on the island, Shangguan He.

This is both protection and a trap.

"Hehe, so you stepped on Shangguan He's landmine, huh?" Wu Wang smiled helplessly.

But stepping on a landmine isn't necessarily a bad thing, at least not in this sacrificial state where one feels pain and torment at all times.

Wu Wang felt that the subtle influence on the island seemed to no longer have any effect on him.

Moreover... I can see things more clearly now.

Wu Wang's gaze moved around.

The things that originally existed in the secret room have undergone drastic changes.

The operating table was replaced by wooden planks, the scalpel by rusty iron sheets, and the shadowless lamp by kerosene lamps.

Even the medicine bottles in the medicine cabinet had turned into rotten fruit.

This is probably part of the hidden truth on Happiness Island.

Just like the mutton that Wu Wang had previously tasted off, and the corn teeth that Erbadao had lost, and the foamy hair that Bai Jun had shed.

I should be able to see through most illusions with my own eyes now.

This was all thanks to the lingering pain from the sacrifice that caused Wu Wang's "happiness" to falter.

If I had to point out the only drawback...

That means you might just die while walking.

This is truly a death in progress.

brush--

Wu Wang shook the white coat in his suitcase, and an idea suddenly popped into his mind.

Hey, I have an idea.jpg
I then put the white coat and notebook into my backpack.

He bent down and hoisted Jiang Rou onto his shoulder as if carrying a cement bag, and walked out of the dark passage.

What should I do if I get sick or injured?
Of course you should see a doctor!
"The great river flows eastward, and the stars in the sky point to the Big Dipper."

"Let's go if we want to! We all have what we need!"

"..."

Humming a classic tune, Wu Wang walked toward the hospital.

The journey inevitably passes through areas inhabited by islanders.

Seeing the islanders' once pristine white Heaton robes transformed into coarse linen garments woven from tree bark, the clean and tidy streets now filled with rotting, foul-smelling garbage and maggots, and the faces of handsome men and beautiful women covered in disgusting pustules...

Wu Wang's smile remained unchanged, but his heart was icy cold.

"Oh, Brother Yan, what's this..."

Liu Qiang walked out from the other end of the street.

Looking at Wu Wang now, carrying the unconscious Jiang Rou, he looked like a human trafficker.

He couldn't help but complain, "Isn't this a bit too arrogant? Trafficking islanders in broad daylight."

Wu Wang rolled his eyes and said in a serious tone, "What nonsense are you talking about? She's just sleepy. I suspect it's narcolepsy, and I'm planning to take her to the hospital to get it checked out."

After saying that, he tapped Jiang Rou on the head.

dong dong dong-

"Does it sound good? If it sounds good, then it's a good start."

Liu Qiang's lips twitched, his preconceived notions about Wu Wang deepening.

He really is a mental patient.

Then he pulled a timid figure out from behind him.

He laughed out loud, a departure from his usual demeanor, and said, "Come, let me introduce you. This is my younger brother, his name is Liu Dong."

"Xiao Dong, this is Brother Yan, say hello."

The boy said softly, "Brother Yan, hello..."

Wu Wang didn't say much.

He only glanced at Liu Yanfang and her family of three not far away out of the corner of his eye.

Then he carried Jiang Rou and continued walking away to the side.

Liu Qiang simply shrugged at this, assuming that Wu Wang had his own things to deal with.

He was also going to take Liu Dong to the amusement park next door.

My younger brother has never truly enjoyed the joys of childhood.

I'm the same way...

This time, I'm definitely going to have a blast on the island!
Looking at the two figures, one tall and one short, walking away into the distance, Wu Wang sighed.

It seems that Liu Qiang and Liu Yanfang have been completely influenced by Happiness Island.

They even forgot that they should still maintain the false identity of mother and child in front of each other.

Now, however, they are so immersed in their own happiness that they are unaware of the abnormality in the outside world.

Otherwise, under normal circumstances, if I were to carry an islander on my back so strangely, Liu Qiang, as a player on the blacklist, would definitely shamelessly follow me and try to gather information.

"Fine, your happiness is none of my business."

"Since you've chosen to degenerate, then so be it. I'm not some kind of saintly, compassionate hypocrite."

Wu Wang had absolutely no intention of waking them up.

After walking and stopping frequently, we finally arrived at the familiar hospital entrance.

creak-

The jarring sound of the door being pushed open heralded Wu's demise.

As before, as soon as the door opened, Shangguan He's voice came from deep inside.

"Have you thought it through? Are you planning to come for a follow-up examination and treatment?"

"Hmm? No, you're sick too?"

"I'm in the ENT department, please come over and let me examine you."

Wu Wang raised his eyebrows.

Although, just like yesterday, the other person was able to describe their physical condition as soon as they entered the door.

But why didn't he mention Jiang Rou, who had fainted, at all?
Do you think she's alright?

Or is it that... he can't sense Jiang Rou's presence?
With these questions in mind, Wu Wang found the location of the ENT department.

Without registering or knocking, he simply kicked the door open.

Shangguan He sat behind a different computer desk, his face showing the same tired expression as before.

It seems he's been working on some medical documents all night again.

Looking up, he noticed Jiang Rou being carried on Wu Wang's shoulder, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Before he could say anything.

Wu Wang threw Jiang Rou's portrait into the trash and onto the hospital bed next to him.

He started spouting nonsense: "This little girl bumped her little toe on the corner of the table and fainted from the pain. Why don't you check her out? I'll wait by the door."

After saying that, he turned around and left without any hesitation.

When he slammed the door shut in the office, and Shangguan He did not stop him.

Wu Wang knew then that his guess had been correct.

Perhaps Shangguan He really felt that his illness was very serious.

This is what really caught his attention.

But compared to newcomers like myself who appear on the island every now and then.

No matter how serious one's own illness is, it can never compare to the surprise or even the shock of an islander who should never have experienced any accidents suddenly falling into a coma.

Shangguan He's attention will be entirely focused on Jiang Rou.

They tried to unravel the mystery of her fainting spell.

Wu Wang had previously discovered that although Shangguan He was strange and powerful, he had a very abstract aspect.

As a doctor, he is extremely dedicated.

Especially in the area of ​​treating patients.

As long as Shangguan He continues to treat patients, he will not pay attention to anything happening outside.

Yesterday, didn't I take advantage of the time when he was treating Liu Qiang and Liu Yanfang to wander around the entire hospital?
So, he estimates it will take a long time to study patient Jiang Rou.

Within this time period.

Once Wu is dead, he can then explore other areas.

This time, those inaccessible places couldn't stop him.

Wu Wang took a white coat out of his backpack, casually tossed it over his shoulders, and put it on neatly.

The name tag clearly stated—

[Jiang Size] [Chief Physician]

"I want to see why your lousy hospital won't let us in here or there!"

After making those boastful remarks, Wu Wang took a step forward, and suddenly the light in his eyes disappeared.

The state of sacrifice has reached a critical point again.

He died suddenly in the hospital, or even at the door of the doctor's office.

No one has come to his aid in the medical dispute yet...

(End of this chapter)